[He crumbles rock sugar into Angel's cup and pours the tea over. It smells like a sweet campfire. Any other time he'd have pestered Angel for a preference, but he's still rattled, so he grabbed his own favorite for once, heavy, dark smoked tea that sneaks into the air.]
I got one fun one, too. I was a vampire.
[He admits to Angel what he felt like he couldn't to Godric, certainly not Astarion.]
Being a vampire is so... easy!
[He was completely right to envy them this whole time.]
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Date: 2025-03-16 07:08 pm (UTC)[He crumbles rock sugar into Angel's cup and pours the tea over. It smells like a sweet campfire. Any other time he'd have pestered Angel for a preference, but he's still rattled, so he grabbed his own favorite for once, heavy, dark smoked tea that sneaks into the air.]
I got one fun one, too. I was a vampire.
[He admits to Angel what he felt like he couldn't to Godric, certainly not Astarion.]
Being a vampire is so... easy!
[He was completely right to envy them this whole time.]